Douluo Continent: The Twin Holy Dragons of Light and Darkness, the Dragon Emperor Breaks Through the

There were no banners, no pomp and circumstance, no welcoming honor guard at the dock; just an inconspicuous ship docked at the Sea Breeze City Port.

Xu Shaoyang, dressed in a blue robe, walked steadily as he disembarked from the boat.

He was followed only by a few civil officials and Lin Huaiyuan, the Minister of Rites; there were no soldiers or ceremonial guards.

He stopped in front of the ancestral hall and bowed deeply to Ling Feng.

"Xu Shaoyang, Crown Prince of the Sun Moon Empire, has come to pay respects to the Holy Son and Empress of the Martial Soul Empire."

Ling Feng looked at him and remained silent for a moment.

"What are you here for?"

Xu Shaoyang straightened up.

"The Sun Moon Empire wants to establish formal diplomatic relations with the Martial Soul Empire, open trade routes, exchange goods and technologies."

The people of the Sun and Moon Empire also yearn for a better life.

Ling Feng nodded.

"it is good."

Chapter 289 Autumn Has Arrived

The ceremony to establish diplomatic relations was held in the council hall of Wuhun City, and was simple yet solemn.

The parchment was filled with terms and conditions, and each party kept a copy.

After signing his name, Xu Shaoyang put down his pen, as if he had unloaded a heavy burden.

He said, "Thank you, Qing Gu Ling Feng."

Ling Feng looked at him.

"No need to thank me. If you want to thank someone, thank those who don't want to fight anymore."

Xu Shaoyang was silent for a moment, then nodded.

"I will."

Another half year passed.

In autumn, Ling Feng and Qian Renxue went to Haifeng City together.

The city walls were covered with moss, and the gaps blasted out by artillery fire had long been repaired, with clumps of green grass sprouting from the cracks.

The sea was calm, and several fishing boats were sailing in the distance, their sails shining white in the sunlight.

They walked around the city wall and sat on the city tower for a while.

Qian Renxue leaned on Ling Feng's shoulder, her eyes closed. The sea breeze ruffled her hair, which shimmered with golden light in the sunlight.

"Ling Feng".

Her voice was very soft, as if she was afraid of disturbing something.

"Ah."

"Do you think this kind of life can go on forever?"

Ling Feng did not answer immediately.

He looked out at the distant sea; the fishing boats had already sailed far away, leaving only two small white dots.

He thought for a moment, then said, "Yes."

They stayed overnight in Sea Breeze City, and the next morning, before dawn, the two of them stood on the city wall, watching the sun rise above the horizon.

Golden light spread across the entire sea surface, as if the whole world had been polished anew.

Looking at the golden sea, Ling Feng said, "Let's come to see the sea every year from now on."

Qian Renxue turned to look at him, her eyes shining.

"it is good."

After that day, life in Wuhun City became much more peaceful.

It's as if all the waves have passed, and all that's left is the gentle flow of daily life.

Jin Chen still occasionally goes to the Endless Sea, but he returns more and more frequently.

Ning Rongrong began to learn how to handle government affairs from Qian Renxue. Although she still sometimes felt sleepy and lost focus, she was much more serious than before.

Dugu Yan and Hu Liena traveled to many places, and each time they returned, they would bring back some interesting things, sometimes minerals from a mountain, and sometimes seashells they picked up from a beach.

Xie Yue and Yan continued to train new recruits every day. The recruits changed batch after batch, some went to the border defense, and some stayed in Wuhun Capital.

Zhu Zhuqing still didn't say much, but as she stood there, she was no longer like a shadow.

Tang San and Ah Yin moved out of the secret room and into a small courtyard in the east of the city.

Ah Yin planted some flowers and plants in the yard, and Tang San spent his days watering the flowers and weeding, in addition to cultivating.

He remained quiet, but occasionally he would look up at the sky, as if he were thinking about something.

Ling Feng never left Wuhun Capital again.

Every morning, I stand in the courtyard for a while, and then go for a stroll in the main hall.

Sometimes I walk with Qian Renxue, sometimes I sit alone on the steps and look at the sky.

He didn't know how much longer he could endure this, but he knew that every moment was worthwhile.

He would never miss a single morning, a single ray of sunshine, or a single evening when he could sit beside her.

Autumn always arrives at Wuhun Capital at a leisurely pace.

The leaves of the sycamore trees outside the city first turned yellow at the edges, then gradually spread inwards until the entire leaf turned golden red. When the wind blew, it swirled down and covered the streets and rooftops.

Ling Feng stood on the steps in front of the ancestral hall, watching the old locust tree in the courtyard shed its leaves. The wind was light, and the leaves fell slowly, as if they were in no hurry.

Qian Renxue walked out of the offering hall, holding two cups of tea in her hands.

She walked to Ling Feng's side, handed him a cup, and held one for herself, gently blowing on the steam rising from the surface.

She was wearing a light gray casual dress with a thin cloak over it, and her long golden hair was loosely gathered behind her shoulders.

The sunlight shone on her face, casting a faint warmth.

"The Mid-Autumn Festival is just a few days away."

Ling Feng took the tea and took a sip.

"Ah."

Qian Renxue turned her head to look at him.

"What are your plans?"

Ling Feng thought for a moment.

"Same as in previous years."

Let's have a meal together and look at the moon.

Qian Renxue smiled.

"You say that every year."

Ling Feng did not refute.

"Ok.

They say the same thing every year.

On the Mid-Autumn Festival, a large round table was set up in the dining hall of the offering hall, covered with a dark red tablecloth, and the bowls and chopsticks were neatly arranged.

Jin Chen left early in the morning, saying he was going to buy some good wine.

Ning Rongrong was busy going in and out of the kitchen, bringing out a plate of mooncakes one moment and a plate of osmanthus cake the next, spinning around like a top.

Dugu Yan and Hu Liena were sitting by the window, talking in hushed tones.

Xie Yue and Yan were testing their newly purchased soul tools outside in the courtyard when a muffled thud could be heard from time to time.

Zhu Zhuqing stood under the eaves, her hands in her sleeves, quietly watching the fallen leaves and the shifting sunlight in the courtyard.

As darkness fell, the moon rose.

It was very round and bright, hanging above the eaves on the east side, like a lamp that someone had hung up.

Jin Chen returned under the moonlight, carrying two jars of wine, their mouths sealed with red cloth, faintly exuding a mellow aroma.

He strode into the courtyard and placed the wine on the table.

"Osmanthus wine! Bought from an old shop in the south of the city, they say it's a fine wine that's been aged for ten years!"

Ning Rongrong leaned closer to look at the jar, then sniffed it. "It smells so good!"

Jin Chen laughed, "Smells good, doesn't it? Let's have a few more drinks tonight."

Everyone sat down around the table.

Qian Daoliu sat in the main seat, with a cup of tea in front of him.

He picked up his teacup, glanced at everyone at the table, and then said, "It's Mid-Autumn Festival again, and you're all here. That's good."

He didn't say much, but simply raised his teacup and took a small sip.

Everyone else raised their glasses and took a sip.

Jin Chen drank two cups of osmanthus wine and started talking more.

He first talked about his experience in the Endless Sea a while ago, saying that the ten-thousand-year-old soul beasts in the sea were much more cunning than those on land, and it took him several days to find them.

Then he said that his soul power was about to break through level 90, and he was only one step away from becoming a titled Douluo.

He gestured wildly as he spoke, his chopsticks clinking against the rim of his bowl, but no one interrupted him.

Dugu Yan occasionally chimed in, but Hu Liena smiled and shook her head. Yan listened attentively, while Xie Yue sat quietly drinking to the side.

Ning Rongrong had almost finished eating. She put down her chopsticks and took out a small cloth bag from her bosom. The bag was bulging. She opened it layer by layer and found a silver ring inside. On the ring face was a small phoenix with outstretched wings, the texture of its feathers clearly visible.

She handed the ring to Qian Renxue.